My 43rd Favorite Album of All Time
“Good News for People Who Love Bad News” by Modest Mouse (2004) Best Song: “Bukowski” Best Lyric (from “Black Cadillacs”): And it’s true we named our children After towns that we’ve never been to
My 44th Favorite Album of All Time
“Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness” by the Smashing Pumpkins (1996) Best Song: “Tonight Tonight” Best Lyric: “And you know you’re never sureBut you’re sure you could be rightIf you held yourself up to the light”
My 46th Favorite Album Ever
“Oh My God, Charlie Darwin” by the Low Anthem (2008) Best Song: “Champion Angel” Best Lyric: (from “Cage the Songbird”) “As your chances go slipping to the past You’re tortured by the changing of the seasonsAnd each grain of sand in the glass”
I Keep My Visions To Myself (#492)
When I was in high school, every year the senior class had to trudge out to the football bleachers and pose for a class picture. You were allowed, encouraged even, to bring signs (yes, mine was an index card that said “If you can read this you’re standing too close”, ho ho ho). For years, … Continue reading
No Joke, It’s Doing Me Harm (#493)
Hey, I’m tired a lot!
It Couldn’t Come At a Worse Time (#494)
I don’t know anything about Hugh Maclennan, the Canadian academic and novelist this song is dedicated to. I didn’t even know that much about him until I Wikipediaed him just now. But I kind of want to read the book that Wikipedia says this song is loosely based on. But mostly I just want to … Continue reading
I’m a Riddle So Strong (#495)
If I were writing this next Monday, when it’s (going to) pour all day, this would be more appropriate. It’s a great song for a rainy day: bitter, reflective, morbid. But I’m totally writing these one day at a time. Really. Yeah.
I’m Not Looking For a Clearer Conscience (#496)
Sometimes a song doesn’t have a story to go with it. Sometimes it’s just a song I really like.
Sleight of My Hand is Now a Quick-Pull Trigger (#497)
This is one of the newest additions to my Top 500. And it comes today because it’s my mom’s birthday. See, I first heard this at a Starbucks a few months ago; I was waiting for my double tall white chocolate mocha (in case you’re ever buying for me) and the whole staff was bopping … Continue reading
He’s a Complicated Man (#498)
Yesterday I mentioned I know someone from Kansas. That would be my friend Adam, who moved into my high school for my senior year, established himself as one of the funniest people I ever met, then disappeared off the face of the earth shortly after I drove out to visit him in the fall of … Continue reading